Saturday May 21, 2011

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I'm numb to the world. I barely feel sad. I don't know anyone here or otherwise. I don't know how to make or have friends. I never learned. My anxiety taught me that I can't like anything in fear of being different. I don't like anyone or thing. I don't know how to change this. No one here will read this either. I feel like I've been stabbed in the fucking chest. I feel like I'm stoned minus the high. I'm in a fog, a haze. I still and forever will love him. I can tell from how he looks at me that he did and does. I'm going to end up alone or with someone I don't really like.
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andybeau:
Sometimes it's not about fighting against the sadness, rather it's having the patience to wait it out. I feel as if my own current problems aren't as serious or maybe I just want to reach out and help a person in need. Even if I can't help out, I'll be paying attention.

Like mentioned above, contact a fool to just vent. For what it's worth, I'm willing to be a person there for you, whether we really know each other or not.
minimalism:
Every break up feels like it will take forever to get over, but you will. It just takes time. Or meeting someone else who peaks your interest.

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